I share it here to further disperse both the joy and the pain of this brief clip: the joy self-explanatory, the pain provided by the fact that nearly every human being witnessing this momentous event in person responds by pointing his or her phone at it, including whoever recorded it, which as a social response is in diametric philosophical opposition to everything Jack White stands for, as evidenced by the fact that he built a straight-to-vinyl booth in the first place.

(A member of Weezer is also wearing his own band's t-shirt, which is unacceptable.)

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Consider this ample evidence that a) Jack White's plot to spread his old-tyme fealty to the vinyl era among the unwashed digital masses is somewhat succeeding, b) that plot is also obviously doomed to failure, and c) "Susanne" is Weezer's best song.